Take a look around the world Don't tell your man what you don't do right Not tell him all the things that make you cry But check yourself for your own shit / shame And don't be making love like it's always You see such bad things happening There are many

Ladies let 'em check up on it, watch it while he check up on it Ooh, boy, you looking like you like what you see Won't you come over and check up on it I'm-a let you work up on it Dip it, pop it, twerk it, stop it, check on me tonight Swizz Beatz DC,

Used to take people's girl with me (Come here) See I can run a check up, and you just run your lip Ex-drug dealer, ex-athlete AP, got it on jet ski (Water) If I take a selfie then it's a wealthy (Rich) Ex-drug dealer, ex-athlete (Tru) AP, got it on jet

Mister Vice President Mister Madison Senator Burr What is this? We have the check stubs, from separate accounts Almost a thousand dollars, paid in different amounts To a Mister James Reynolds way back in Seventeen ninety-one

Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche I brought them bottles on bottles I fuck with models on models I'll take that bitch with molly I got the racks on racks Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign Check out my campaign, campaign,

You know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) I know you want me One-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Ella quiere su rumba (¿cómo?) Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix

Su novio la dejó y lo quiere olvidar Ella se entregó y el tipo le falló Ella quiere beber, ella quiere bailar Y por eso se va a rumbear Por dentro tú me necesita' Tú siempre va' a ser mi diablita Check, check (Remix) I'mma show you why I'm the king of

Woah, oh-oh-oh In your snapback Those stars need to be wished on Your skin needs to be kissed on My eyes, baby, they're fixed on you in your snapback T-shirt of your favorite rock band Checkin' your make-up in my Ray Bans Strictly outta curiosity What

At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car When you hit the ground, check the lost and found Because it ain't my problem now I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles of my own I have

All this money got you in your feelings I just copped a coupe to cop the ceiling, oh yeah When you leave town, your bitch can't wait to see me You know everything about me, you wanna be me, oh yeah I blew a check, you know I bought a whip, you know I